It probably comes as no surprise that I am doing a Tired Tuesday post, especially to local readers who are also experiencing the heat wave currently visiting the Mohawk Valley. Perhaps some are surprised that I am making the post on Tuesday rather than early Wednesday morning. As for anybody who feels I am being a big baby to be melting in the heat, either because they LOVE hot weather or because other places have MUCH hotter weather, I can only suggest you find another blog to read (you know who you are). There are many available. Of course you are welcome to continue reading this one, but a baby I am and a baby I will remain. A big fat baby brat.
It was a hot scene.
I was looking for a non-baby, non-bratty picture to counteract the whining and defensiveness in the first paragraph. In fact I have been trying to complain less. I spent most of the day at work telling myself, “We all feel the heat; we all know it is hot. I do not have to remark on how hot it is.” A co-worker tried the opposite approach by saying how cold it was. I had no clever comeback. My brains, such as they are, were pretty much boiled, broiled, and steamed.
The picture, by the way, is from Love’s Labour’s Lost, as presented by LiFT, Little Falls Theatre Company two summers ago (or was it three? How the time flies!). It was quite warm rehearsing and performing outdoors, especially in costume, but a lot of fun.
Here’s some cold weather, if you like.
My late, dearly missed husband Steve used to say, “You don’t have to shovel humidity.” That is true. However, in the winter time it may not snow, and then you will not have to shovel, while in the summertime, the grass is definitely going to grow, and you will have to mow. Well, I can’t complain about that right now. My father mowed my back lawn and my sister Cheryl mowed the front. Did I mention I have a very nice family?
Sometimes it is nice to just lounge around in the heat.
To end on a more positive note, here is me, or part of me, enjoying summer in sandals and painted toenails. Pedicure is from Hot Spot Salon and Spa in Herkimer, NY, just to give a quick shout-out to a local business. I have since broken those sandals, alas, but my toes are currently a very similar color.
I see I have rattled on for more than 400 words. Not bad for a Tired Tuesday. I wonder what I can come up with for Wuss-out Wednesday. As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.
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